Chapter 161: Volume 1, Chapter 161: An Unexplained Feeling of Having Forgotten Something

The man kowtowed to Yun Qiyue while crying, looking extremely miserable and flustered.

Seeing this scene, everyone felt that Yun Qiyue was causing great harm; she had scared the man into this state with just a few words, which was simply unacceptable.

Dong Yin, in particular, had a face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

The patient didn't trust him, but believed Yun Qiyue's nonsense; this was simply an insult to his medical skills.

Thinking this, Dong Yin decided to stop the consultation altogether and stood up, walking toward Yun Qiyue.

He had made up his mind: regardless of Yun Qiyue's status, he had to get to the bottom of this.

The medical hall did not allow such reckless talk, not even from the owner.

At worst, he would just leave afterward.

However, just as Dong Yin was one step away from Yun Qiyue's desk, a change occurred.

The man who had been kowtowing to Yun Qiyue suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood with a "pfft" sound and fell backward.

Everyone: "..."

"Heavens, was he scared into spitting blood?" someone asked.

As for Dong Yin, his gaze was now entirely fixed on the bloodstain at the corner of the man's mouth.

What did black blood represent?

It represented poisoning.

Yet, he hadn't even noticed the poisoning.

For a moment, shame, embarrassment, and shock flooded Dong Yin's mind, leaving him unable to move.

At this time, Lv Youwei also stood up and came to Dong Yin's side.

Seeing this scene, Lv Youwei was also quite shocked, and finally, he patted Dong Yin's shoulder to offer comfort.

It was then that someone finally noticed the abnormality of the patient on the ground.

"Look at his face."

Guided by this person's voice, everyone looked at the patient's face.

The man had previously wailed loudly; beneath the tracks left by his tears was a patch of dark blue, while the rest of his face was pale, looking extremely unnatural.

Besides, wasn't it strange for a grown man to be wearing makeup?

Someone bold enough stepped forward under the gaze of the crowd and wiped the man's face with their sleeve.

Sure enough, the sleeve came away white.

And very quickly, the man's true complexion was revealed to everyone.

Blue-purple; his entire face was blue-purple.

Even a fool could see that something was wrong with this person, just as Yun Qiyue had thought.

Yun Qiyue saw that the time was about right; if she didn't act now, she feared the man's condition would become even more troublesome.

Thus, Yun Qiyue stood up and walked to the man's side without much urgency.

Retrieving silver needles from her Storage Space, Yun Qiyue began to apply them to the man under the cover of her sleeves.

When they saw the silver needles in Yun Qiyue's hands, the already shocked faces of Dong Yin and Lv Youwei became even more stunned.

Everyone in the medical world knew how difficult it was to learn the art of silver needles.

Some aspects of it had even been lost, leaving the technique in a semi-lost state, to the point where many doctors didn't understand how to use them, or only knew the basics.

Could it be that Yun Qiyue knew how?

Facts proved that Yun Qiyue indeed knew how.

Not only did she know, but she was also highly skilled.

Dong Yin and Lv Youwei watched as Yun Qiyue used lightning-fast techniques to form a needle array on the patient.

Her movements were so fast that they could only see the afterimages of her hands, and could only watch as the man's exposed chest became covered in silver needles.

Once the needle array was formed, Yun Qiyue would occasionally twist the needles she had inserted earlier.

At this moment, in the tea house opposite, Ye Lanjue was watching this scene.

"Throw that Gou Buli into the pigsty."

He dared to harass his people; he must be tired of living.

However, before his subordinate left, Ye Lanjue added, "Beat him up before throwing him in, just don't let him die."

Subordinate: "Yes—"

Everyone was focused on Yun Qiyue's movements, and no one noticed Gou Buli, who had been forgotten at the edge, being carried away...

A quarter of an hour later—

"Knife!"

Yun Qiyue didn't even lift her head, holding her hand up.

Not knowing who handed her a knife, Yun Qiyue didn't have time to look or think; she took it directly and slashed, cutting open the man's chest and leaving a mark about ten centimeters long, from which blood immediately flowed.

"Ah—"

The bloody scene caused some to scream in fright.

And those who had been stunned by Yun Qiyue's actions suddenly came to their senses.

This—

Was she saving a life or killing someone?

Just as they were thinking this, Yun Qiyue also made a cut on the man's hand.

In a short while, a pool of blood had already formed on the ground.

It was also at this moment that everyone suddenly realized the blood was black.

This... she was saving him!

Everyone realized.

Not long after, the blood on the ground turned red.

Everyone saw Yun Qiyue take a small box made of an unknown white material from her sleeve and apply the ointment inside to the man's wounds.

A miraculous scene then occurred.

The wounds that had been bleeding were healing rapidly; soon, the bleeding stopped, and there were no traces of blood left.

This time, not only were the onlookers shocked, but even Lv Youwei and Dong Yin were stunned to the core.

Having practiced medicine for many years, they had never seen an ointment that could heal wounds on the spot.

This...

For a moment, the two looked at Yun Qiyue with fanatical eyes.

After Yun Qiyue removed the needles from the man's body, he slowly regained consciousness.

As for Yun Qiyue, her complexion turned pale once again.

Ye Lanjue, watching everything from the restaurant opposite, furrowed his brows slightly, his eyes filled with hidden worry as he looked at Yun Qiyue.

When Yun Qiyue stood up, the crowd erupted.

"Miss Yun, do you have any more of that ointment? I want a box too."

"Doctor Yun, give me a box too..."

"..."

Everyone was excited.

Such a miraculous ointment—who wouldn't want it?

Facing such a scene, Yun Qiyue's expression was indifferent. "None for now. Those who need it can pre-order; limited to ten portions daily."

In fact, this kind of ointment wasn't expensive in the New Century; it was a household essential, as common as the band-aids she had used at the beginning.

Therefore, the System sold it for only three points per box.

However, scarcity creates value; here, it was a rare item, so she wouldn't set the price too low.

Just as she thought this, someone asked for the price. "Miss Yun, how much is this box of ointment?"

Yun Qiyue: "One thousand taels."

Everyone: "..."

Yun Qiyue didn't pay attention to their expressions, but instead looked up toward her rear right.

The person who had handed her the knife earlier was in that direction.

Turning her head, she happened to see an old face smiling at her.

Yun Qiyue: "..." Don't know him.

But the problem was, why did the other party look like they knew her?

Seeming to sense Yun Qiyue's confusion, the old man smiled and introduced himself, "I am Pi Deheng. I met Miss Yun at the palace banquet. I just didn't expect Miss Yun to have such amazing talents, and even your medical skills are so outstanding. I admire you."

Pi Deheng? (Sounds like 'Very Skinny/Very Shameless')

Why did she keep encountering such strange names today? What should she do if she wanted to laugh?

Seeming to see what Yun Qiyue was thinking, Pi Deheng remained calm. "Miss Yun, if you want to laugh, then laugh. Don't hold it in."

As he said this, Pi Deheng looked at her with such affection, just like an elder looking at a junior.

Such a Pi Deheng made Yun Qiyue's confusion even deeper; how could she remember to laugh?

"You... know me?" Yun Qiyue asked, voicing her inner confusion.

A strange feeling floated in her heart; she inexplicably felt as if she had forgotten something.